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The Duckling

September 10, 2008


It felt so right, you and me like a story made up to fit a child’s dream. Ugly as an eye sour, defined by society‚Äôs prejudicial code, rode the dream with her eyes closed. The treacherous terrain wrought by anguish and pain, longing and strain often mended by hope so vain. Distracted and suckered into […]